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TDM #41


« « « TEST DRIVE MEME » » »


« « « ALL ON DISPLAY


It's discouraging to think how many people are shocked by honesty and how few by deceit. Yet, solace is found in the lies we tell each other, comforted by the peace of knowing that we're not alone in our depravity, and once on this path, sin itself becomes the lesser of two evils masked in a cloud of normalcy.

This is how Duplicity has functioned since the beginning. The divide of power and social standing is overt in that Dominants influence the decisions made both publicly and privately while Submissives cater to the rules presented to them. It is the way of Duplicity to assign random designations at birth with no leeway in altering what has been given. Climate in the Up is far stricter than that of the Down; violating outlined personas for a Dominant or Submissive while in full view of others is punished by degree of infraction. In the Down, many tend to turn a blind eye to these sorts of offenses.

To counteract the discovery of the deceit gene – a natural "negative" response to all stimuli – the LIEs program was founded. The program had been designed to introduce new subjects to the current environment and test for the deceit gene through immersion in Duplicity's standing society. Sexual impulses and encounters increase the chances of detecting the gene within these individuals. Participants are typically released from LIEs after a year; however, results have remained unsatisfactory and testing still continues.

...and you're here! Finally! Welcome to Duplicity.

After choosing a door and stepping through to the other side, the first thing that greets you are the enthusiastic faces of people in medical scrubs and pristine lab coats. Their enthusiasm translates to eagerness as they strip you of your clothes to perform a thorough examination—you will be healed, bathed, and given a paper gown to wear until your items can be processed and delivered to your residence later in the evening. You are also given a device that accesses the network as well as the time and location of Orientation.

If you enter Duplicity into the Up, congratulations! You're a Dominant, which means you are immediately picked up by a limo after processing and taken to your high-rise. Here, it is two Dominants per floor with separate apartments. If you enter Duplicity into the Down, congratulations! You're a Submissive, which means you are directed towards public transportation with the address of the motel you'll be living in. Here, it is two Submissives per room with a shared common space for all rooms.

Submissives are provided with a plain black pleather collar to wear and Dominants are given bracelets made of the same black pleather. The simple design is an immediate visual indicator that they have not yet signed a contract and they will be informed that more elaborate or personalized styles are a privilege reserved for those who do.

Enjoy your free time until Orientation! Participation is mandatory for all new and past arrivals.

The first hints of spring are in the air. Large piles of snow still linger, but precipitation has turned to rain and the breeze gets a little warmer every day. It's time to swap out wool coats for umbrellas and turtlenecks for tea dresses!



» » » ALL ABOARD




After stepping through the door and participating in Orientation, LIERs are assembled together in the Up for a tour of Duplicity in its entirety. Seats are in pairs and randomly assigned to Dominants and Submissives alike. Traveling from Fiddler's Square, the train journeys through various parts of the Up, showcasing society and examples of lifestyle. Along the way, frequent stops are made; a variety of passengers can be seen exiting and entering the doors. A Dominant with a kneeling Submissive takes a seat near the front of the train at one stop. A small group of Submissives board and sit closer to the LIERs at another, all seemingly content in their roles. As the tour continues through the Up, the train passes close to the Market and White Wall Bridge and zips by North Park before heading into the Down and bypassing Red Wall Bridge and South Park.

The train makes a "final" stop at Riddler's Square, where inhabitants of the Down are instructed to return to their temporary housing. Those who live in the Up are permitted to stay on the train and revisit the same locations while returning.



« « « NEW CITY NEW ME



(cw: cockwarming, lap sitting, frottage, edging, public sexual acts, public displays, public transport)

Far too many people can’t seem to follow directions. Reading a map shouldn’t be that hard, so LIES has taken it upon themselves to update their usual city tour to refresh newcomers and graduates alike. This month’s orientation includes a more in-depth tour than the usual train ride, coupling it with bus routes that lead groups through various stations and stops that show off some of the city’s most notable landmarks. To your left you will see Fiddler's Square, and over on the right you will see the greenhouse, opened just last year. Enjoy this drive along the coast! The beach looks lovely and the lighthouse stands proud and watchful, but the city recommends against visiting either one. Isn't the business district much lovelier, with all the fancy hotels and lively dance clubs?

Dominants and Submissives both new and old are required to take or give the tour at least once, depending on how long they have been in the city. Those who have lived in the city for over six months will find themselves given maps to follow and brochures that describe various places in town; they are paired with newcomers who haven't been here quite as long, and are still learning what the city has to offer them.

Whether a tour guide or a member of the tour group, Dominants will be given priority seating, while Submissives are expected to either kneel at their feet, sit on their laps, or even stay standing in trains and buses that, curiously, are always packed. Everyone’s taking these tours, so it's no wonder these carriages are so crowded.

Something strange happens on these tours, though. It starts small and faint, but the longer you spend in these crowded buses and trains, the hotter you feel - and the people surrounding you look more and more attractive. But this is Duplicity, and no one will bat an eye if the Submissive on a Dominant’s lap starts humping them in front of everyone else… After all, it seems like everyone else is already also doing the same.

The strange part? No one can get off. No matter how far you take it, or how long you try to climax - you just can't. No one can. No one's getting off on this tour, not until the bus or train makes it to each pre-planned stop. Please mind the gap as you disembark, and try not to come all over the concrete the minute you step out of the vehicle!



» » » STAMP AND GO


(cw: randomized kinks, exhibitionism, transactional sex)

The tours aren't all about sex on the go. While the tour guides are given maps and brochures to study up on, the tour-takers are given little stamp cards and instructions to complete a fun stamp rally. Visiting each of the locations on your card can get you an adorable stamp, and completing the stamps will get you a fun and useful prize! Participating locations include:
▪️ The Aquarium
▪️ The Library
▪️ Cupid's Castle
▪️ PUSSY Academy
▪️ The Obelisk
▪️ Riddler's Square
...and more! Every card is different, and will take you all around the Up and the Down.

The catch - you don't get a stamp until you use your device to scan an official code found in stamp stands at each stop. Doing so brings up a pose to be done with at least one other person. Make sure to pose quickly, a camera somewhere in the area will flash in a few moments to take your photo. Some photos are fairly straightforward - a kiss to the cheek, or a slap to the ass. Others are a bit more involved - giving a blowjob, or getting pegged. Don't complain, some unlucky people might get something convoluted (can anyone truly bend that way? Time to find out!). You get unlimited tries to take the perfect picture - so if you don't manage it the first time, simply scan again and strike another pose. Unfortunately the pose won't change with any additional scans, so make sure to do your best with what you’ve been given!

Completed stamp cards can be exchanged at the Orientation Center for a loaded money pass! Particularly valuable to Submissives (uncontracted ones, or ones who want to buy things by themselves), money passes are honored all over the city, and can be used to purchase necessities without a Dominant’s signature. The pass is valid for a whole month, and has enough to cover a month’s worth of decent warm meals, a few indulgences, and maybe some appropriate clothes for the season. Buy whatever you need to impress the Dominant of your dreams and secure a contract that suits your needs.



« « « DRESS ME UP, ADORE ME


(cw: clothes play, optional crossdressing, optional transactional sex, public sex, mirror sex, exhibitionism)

In a bid to attract new customers, the boutique Delicate Desires has partnered with LIES to advertise their shops as a one-stop-shop for new arrivals to get their hands on necessities they’ll need to make their lives easier and more enriched. With every completed stamp card, Submissives will also receive a coupon for 40% off anything in the store. Get a frilly, lacy outfit for every occasion!

If you don’t have any cash or failed to complete your stamp card - don’t fret! Find another Submissive who is willing to spend money on you from their own pass, or find a Dominant to spoil you - with the outfit being one of their choice, of course.

There are changing rooms available for customers to try on outfits and one may find that when they look at themselves in the mirrors of the store, their self-confidence spikes. It doesn’t matter how good or bad they may objectively look, they’ll feel like the hottest person to ever grace Duplicity’s streets. If said boost in confidence comes with feeling hot and bothered, well, the clerks won’t mind if the rooms are used for a quickie, so long as you’re, well, quick about it. They're expecting a lot of customers!

A competing store next door, Allure & Adorn, has decided to use this opportunity to try and lure customers into their own shop, boasting that their clothes are just as good - if not better! - than the ones offered next door. They will also accept the money passes that Submissives may have earned during the stamp rally, but their prices are a little less favorable than the boutique's. Their outfits, instead of their mirrors, seem to make those that wear them feel prone to showing off and indulging in exhibitionist activities. No fucking in the changing rooms here though - this store has class! Go out on the streets if you wish to indulge in that sort of behaviour.



» » » MOD & OOC NOTES



Please read carefully.

On each Test Drive Meme, there will be a section noting character roles; these will vary each TDM. On an IC level, characters will still have gone through the doors but the assignments are OOCly randomized. When applying, there is a section of the application that denotes whether the character chooses "left" or "right." When participating on the TDM, there will be a third option. Players may link either a top level or a thread (five or more comments from their character) from the TDM and title the link as "Door Pass." This means that the player is choosing to take the designation that they were randomly assigned on the TDM, rather than taking the designation of a door. If the player decides to select a door rather than use the pass, then they are trying their luck; they may get the same designation they had on the TDM or the opposite. Once the application is submitted, players can't change their choice.

To assign roles to characters for this TDM, use the following guide:

All new arrivals on this TDM are Submissive.

To Note: Characters can only swap their designation for one of the following reasons: an event occurs that allows it or there are OOC reasons that make it a necessity. Any swap always requires mod approval and each character can only ever switch once. Characters that are being reapped will keep their previous designation but players can choose to tag on new TDMs with different designations for fun!

Test Drive threads can be used as activity proofs for characters currently in-game.

Please remember to mark any necessary content, and have fun!!




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[personal profile] imprecates 2025-03-20 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Shit. The moan from him triggers something inside her.

A sharp jolt runs down her spine, the heat in her gut tightening into something almost unbearable. She hates how much it affects her—how it makes her want more instead of stopping, instead of pulling back. Her breath shudders as she forces out his name.

"Nier," she chokes, barely above a whisper. “I… fuck, I don’t even know what to do.” The words come out ragged, torn like a confession she never meant to make. And she hates it —hates admitting this, hates feeling this way.

Her expression is almost desperate. Because there’s always a point where the urge becomes too much, where she almost gives in and handles it herself. But right now, she can’t pull away from him. Doesn’t know if she even wants to.
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[personal profile] deuxiemetoile 2025-03-20 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It smelled like clothes is a very mutant thing to say, so while she hasn't quite clocked who she's talking to yet, she's already starting to suspect that there may be more to him than meets the idea. She hesitates, before the answers. There's a part of her that wants to lie to him and help him out in the other direction without letting on--but that would be both silly and patronizing. They're both adults. ]

It is a clothing store, technically, so your nose is not wrong. But it is of the delicate lace variety.
bennetdiction: (Fine Eyes)

[personal profile] bennetdiction 2025-03-20 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
The hand on her back is soothing while at the same time making her feel a longing for his hands to be -

She takes a few breaths and lets them out slowly. He smells like oranges or lemons, rare items in her experience and only seen around Christmas or other very special occasions. Some of the fancier balls she has attended sometimes have them for decoration, as a garnish or featured in a dessert. The scent of smoke permeates one room in particular in her home, where the men go to converse after dinner and light a cigar.

In short, Mr. Gokudera smells familiar, and that is comforting.

For her part, her scent is more faint, with rosemary and roses being the most dominant. Rosemary and rose water. She smells like a garden.

He holds her tighter and it feels wonderful. It shouldn't feel anything but alarming, but she wants to put her fingers in his hair and taste his lips and...

"Nothing wrong," she repeats, eyelids heavy as she slowly shifts in his lap so she can feel his... his... Elizabeth rubs her soft lips gently across his jaw.
Edited 2025-03-20 17:41 (UTC)
bennetdiction: (Sitting Pretty)

[personal profile] bennetdiction 2025-03-20 05:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Elizabeth's eyes widen slightly when he tells her he is a viscount. She doesn't recognize the name 'Bridgerton', but that doesn't mean anything. Her social circle is not nearly as broad as those young ladies who have lords, viscounts, dukes and princes as fathers. She is, indeed, young and unmarried. She is a gentleman's daughter and while not poor, she is not exactly considered a catch by those in higher circles.

Kent is geographically much closer to Hertfordshire than, say, Scotland, but London is still within a more reasonable reach. She doesn't know why she should imagine they spend a lot of time in London, other than being wealthy and likely having another residence in the city.

"A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Viscount Bridgerton. I have never been to Kent."

It is growing warm on this strange conveyance called a 'bus', probably because of so many people in a relatively small space. She shifts on his lap just enough to remove her wool coat.
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[personal profile] the_fairest_flower 2025-03-20 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Maybe a body suit," he muses. "Really easy to layer over and I know there's some high-collared ones here."

Jamie hasn't failed to notice that Essek is absolutely avoiding a detailed answer, and he is kind of curious about the association with white. But he'll put a pin in that for now, he wants this to actually be a decent experience. Otherwise that curiosity might never be satisfied.

He turns away to find and grab a body suit with long sleeves - obviously meant to be worn under a layer or two. He hangs it up with the keyhole blouse - the colors work well together, he thinks, and they'd absolutely both look good on Essek (without any white).

"Honestly all I wanted as a kid was to wear colorful things but boys don't do that," he says, vaguely mocking. Jamie can't roll his eyes hard enough. "I'm over it now."

Both being told boys don't do that and being a boy in general.
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[personal profile] bakudan_bambino 2025-03-20 05:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Hayato's note been in many gardens save for the few on the ground of his own home here, but he's used to trying to grow herbs for tea, and she smells clean and floral. He likes it, keeps rubbing gently at her back, not bold enough to touch more of her, to pressure her into doing anything if this may be so wrong to her. Elizabeth is so new to this place.

When she shifts, he gasps and grinds up against her, fingers still pressing to hold her close.

"Can... I kiss you?" He asks, enjoying the feeling of her lips, wanting more of them.
theworldender: (Nier49)

[personal profile] theworldender 2025-03-20 06:09 pm (UTC)(link)
He keeps holding her against him, trembling as he looks around them. He didn’t want her to have to be in the elements as his eyes settled on a small motel a little walk away. It wasn't too far, if they could make it.

The way her voice cracked when she said his name sent a pain through his heart, especially adding the quiet confusion. At least their tempers had died down enough for him to think, though it still was a haze.

He took her chin gently in his fingers and tilted her face up to look at him. “I do know what to do, but you probably aren’t going to like the answer.” He said, his voice soft, choked with barely there control as he pulled away from her a step and took his coat off and placed the warm heavy wool about her shoulders, his scent mingling with that of his cologne seeped through the threads.
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[personal profile] virulentus 2025-03-20 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Wesker’s smile is all teeth. ] You’re angry. Good. Hold onto that.

[ The thin particle board of the fitting room door does little to prevent noise from drifting in. The chatter of shopkeepers and customers, a peal of laughter, the occasional horn from the traffic outside—all familiar, mundane hallmarks of city life. He loathes it all with such intensity that his hatred takes on an almost physical weight, a red-hot leaden ball in the pit of his stomach. No surgeon’s scalpel can excise the rot that chokes this place. The corruption runs too deep. He must escape.

Cullen might very well help him on his way to that goal. He’d be remiss to let this opportunity go to waste. ]


If our captors were intelligent enough to devise a means of bringing us here, then they must possess at least some degree of cunning. They’ll start dangling carrots soon enough. Money, power, sex, freedom—whatever it takes to buy our submission. The weak-willed will yield. Let them. The strong should seek the strong. We will need to choose our allies carefully if we’re going to survive.
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[personal profile] imprecates 2025-03-20 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
His touch sends a shiver up her spine, her rage simmering down, though the fire inside her hasn’t gone out. Her mind feels fried from the overwhelming rush of emotions. It’s getting to the point where she wonders if it’s even worth the energy to keep fighting them.

Kainé barely registers the weight of his coat settling over her shoulders. It’s warm, almost comforting, and heavy with his scent. Shit. That just makes this worse. She should shove it back at him, tell him to piss off—but she doesn’t.

Her breathing is still uneven as she looks at him, frustration and something else she can’t name flickering in her amber eyes. “Yeah? And what’s your big fucking solution, then?” Her voice is raw, thin with desperation. Whatever his answer is, it can’t make this any worse. She’s already pissed off, already confused, already feeling too much at once.
theworldender: (Nier38)

[personal profile] theworldender 2025-03-20 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
He is surprised that she doesn’t throw it back at him, but he was fairly certain she was going through one hell of a shock ending up here and with someone she doesn’t remember but knows. He then wraps his arm around her waist to start guiding her towards the motel. At least she’d have some privacy no matter what her reaction was to what he was about to tell her.

“Sex.” He said simply, leaving a pause for a few beats to let that word register before he spoke again. Though he couldn’t hide the blush. “A lot of the effects this place somehow places on us can usually be cleared up with either sex, or sexual actions.” He said clearing his throat in embarrassment. He was still quite prudish by Duplicity standards.

“But I won’t force you.” He assured her.
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[personal profile] bennetdiction 2025-03-20 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
She makes a gasp of her own when he lifts his hips to press himself against her, hot and firm -

This is wrong. The man who should kiss her is the man she will marry, not a stranger on a bus. She has never been kissed before, other than on her cheek by her parents when saying goodnight or in greeting after a journey and mostly when she was younger. Her other relations also fall into this category.

Elizabeth doesn't know why she is kissing his jaw. That is something she has never even thought of doing to a man, and yet...

And yet, she wants him to kiss her.

"This is a horrible place," she whispers to him, lifting her face to be level with his. The groan she makes as she flexes her fingers, wanting to touch him, sounds far too outside of her experience for her to even properly understand how it could affect anyone.

"Please... please... kiss me..."
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Cristóbal Rios | Star Trek Picard | Submissive

[personal profile] imexpensive 2025-03-20 08:22 pm (UTC)(link)
ALL ON DISPLAY
[Rios swears in Spanish under his breath. He needs a cigar. He needs a drink. He would even take a piece of shrapnel in his shoulder. Those are things that he knows. Those are things that he understands. Those are familiar. Instead he gets this. A paper gown. A boot out the door after a thorough check over. A device. A collar. A designation.

He scratches at his beard, looking around. It's a little chilly, snow still on the ground, but Rios doesn't think he'll freeze to death. Doesn't seem that smart anyway. Kidnap people then kill them? Especially when they haven't asked anything of him. He pauses under an overhang, lips pursed. Free time until orientation, they'd said, but free time for what exactly? He glances up at the sky, noting the clouds, hearing the patter of rain on the ground.]


Just keep getting pissed on.

ALL ABOARD
[He has clothes. He has had a shot. Debated smoking his cigar in the meantime, but has put it in his pocket instead. It's not the worst place that Rios has ever been but it's not the best either. Not up to his standards anyway, which haven't declined since his Starfleet days. He'd poked about his room for a bit before moving off. Not much to see there anyway.

He finds the train strange, choosing to stand instead, towering in one corner with his arms crossed. Names of places are rolled off but he only half listens. He covertly glances around, looking perhaps for a familiar face. Instead, he sees what he assumes are Dominants seated in their chairs with Submissives all but meek at their feet. He hasn't fathomed yet if they are natives or those who have been brought here as well.

After a time, he does catch the eye of someone near enough by. With a jut of his chin, he questions.]


Been here long?

NEW CITY NEW ME [i]
[There are many places that he would rather be than here. So many places. Places where he would be alone. Places where he isn't being forced to go on a tour of some city that he doesn't particularly want to be a part of. Sure, he knows of spots where people might like to vacation. Rios isn't really that sort though. Leave him be in his ship and he was good. He was fine. Take on the odd job here and there to keep him a float.]

Is it always like this? Kneeling, sitting, standing?

[They can't just let people sit like normal? The space is a little cramped but that is more a them problem Rios thinks.

At least their is standing... Last thing he really wants to do is sit on some strangers lap or kneel at their feet. Then again, Rios and being social only goes so far. He wonders what would have happened if he didn't come. Would they have tracked him down? Penalized him? Run the whole tour over again? Not exactly a him problem but that might have drawn some very much unwelcomed attention on him.]


NEW CITY NEW ME [ii]
[But as the tour progresses and Rios remains standing, he finds his attention drifting. There's been some activities. Whether people were trying to be covert or not, there's enough signs to make it obvious. There is some part of it that still doesn't feel real. It could be a program, it could be a hallucination, it could be a brain injury that he didn't know that he had. Where is his EMH when he actually needs it.

It seems to grow warmer. Not surprising. Cram a bunch of people into a space and it's bound to happen. Yet he doesn't get grumpy about it, instead he gets distracted. He's staring. Openly staring. Doesn't seem to care that he is staring. There's little doubt where his eyes are as he openly stares at the people around him, settling on the swell of breasts or the curves of a body, the outline of a chest, or a parted mouth.]


NETWORK
Username: Rios

Best place to get a drink?
Brandy preferred.
If not, anything wet and alcoholic.
Cheap or IOU.
Bit short on everything.

If my name, Picard or La Sirena mean anything to you, I'd like to talk.
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[personal profile] imprecates 2025-03-20 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Kainé barely gets a chance to process the way his arm settles around her waist before his answer slams into her like a fucking brick.

Sex? No shit. She already knows that. It’s not like her body isn’t screaming for it, burning so bad it’s messing with her head. That’s half the reason she was making out with him a minute ago. But hearing him just say it, like it’s that simple? Like she’s just supposed to go along with it? That makes her stomach twist.

She lets out a humorless laugh. “Oh, great. That’s the big fucking cure, huh? Guess I should just spread my legs and let you handle it, since that’s the solution, right?” The words drip with sarcasm. He won’t force her, but her body doesn’t give a shit - or his since she recalls seeing his own excitement earlier. She stumbles slightly, a fresh wave of heat crashing through her. Her outfit feels a little too tight now, and it’s noticeable in certain areas.
bakudan_bambino: (Horrified)

[personal profile] bakudan_bambino 2025-03-20 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Incredible..." He says, clearly a little envious. Hayato's tried to wear heels but he's not worked up enough stamina to do anything like fighting. He grunts when she lifts him up, but otherwise gets into the appropriate position.

And their picture isn't being taken, so he's more mindful of his arms, looking straight ahead. "C-C'mon..."

Kainé will find that for some inexplicable reason the photo shutter will only sound when her face is pointed at his crotch.

"What's taking so long?"
bakudan_bambino: (kiss!)

[personal profile] bakudan_bambino 2025-03-20 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
He can't help the heat that's coursing through him, the way it feels like every breath she takes ignites a large flame inside him.

She's so new. He shouldn't. There's something so vulnerable about the way she looks at him that feels disarming. Her pretty brown eyes that seem so rich, and her blush, and her soft lips that had been kissing at his jaw moments ago. He wants to feel them better.

Hayato moves a hand off her back and caresses her cheek gently, thumb brushing at her skin before he's tipping his head sideways and gently placing a warm kiss to her mouth, wanting her comfortable with that before he moves on to parting his lips or introducing his tongue. He'll proceed cautiously depending on how she responds.
theworldender: (Nier11)

[personal profile] theworldender 2025-03-20 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
He tightens at her tone, though he was expecting it. How could he not? He did understand her frustration and anger, but it does nothing to keep him from being sliced by the implications of him through her words.

He lets go of her, letting her keep his coat. He’d set her up in the motel for a few days at least so she had shelter before she had to suffer the public housing in the Down.

“Yes, that’s pretty much the answer. But I’m not going to touch you. Unless you make the first moves or ask me I won’t do anything. I’m not like that.” He said, putting his hands in his pockets. It was difficult to move but he’d figure it out. He just wanted her somewhere safe. He didn’t have the beach house anymore and he wasn’t comfortable in Gokudera’s house yet, so he didn’t feel right taking her there.

“If it makes you more comfortable, button up the coat.” He said. He glanced over at her. It was hard not to notice the effect on her body. Though when she stumbled he moved quickly to steady her before pulling away again. This was hard as hell on him, literally and metaphorically.
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[personal profile] imprecates 2025-03-20 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
She wants to be mad at him. It’d be easier if he was just some asshole trying to take advantage of the situation. But he’s not. He’s backing off, giving her space, even though she can see how much this is affecting him too. And somehow, that just pisses her off more.

Kainé knows that she is being cruel to him with her words. But she can’t help it. It’s a defensive mechanism for her. Lashing out has always been easier for her than to ask for help.

“Stop treating me like a damn fragile woman! Like I’m some helpless little thing that needs coddling,” Kainé snaps. She stares at him before sharply turning her head away. “Fuck… just - fine. Whatever. Do something about this.” She gives in. The act will happen sooner or later, with or without his help.

They might as well just do it together to get it over a done with. “I’ll follow you. But, ugh.” There is hesitation in her voice, her cheeks becoming warm as there is color coming to them. “Maybe you know, with that other me, I don’t fucking know what you. I don’t know what you were told, but…” she looks away, unable to look at him. “Do you know? About my body?”
theworldender: (Nier09)

[personal profile] theworldender 2025-03-20 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
They drew close to the motel, and he stopped, looking at her. He knew this place was clean and comfortable and didn’t require a sub to be with a dominant or have a note giving permission for them to be there.

“Kainé, I know you’re not fragile, you’re not weak and you’re far from helpless. I’ve seen you fight, I’ve been beside you, and hell, you can kick my ass. But you don’t know this place yet.” He said, he was trying so hard to keep his tone calm.

Hearing her tell him to help take care of the problem he wasn’t sure if she meant it or was just saying it in the heat of the moment. “I’d be happy to. That is, if you really want me to.” He said his voice softening hearing the hesitation in her voice and seeing the blush.

He pulled his hand out of his pocket and took her cheek gently into it, his thumb lightly caressed over it, though not making any further moves to close the distance. “Yes Kainé, I know about your body. The other you was my dominant and we were lovers here.” He said gently. “You don’t have to worry about me being running because of it.” He then pulled his hand back and opened the door to the lobby.

“Let’s at least get us checked in so that there is privacy.” He motioned for her to go in ahead of him and then followed.
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[personal profile] imprecates 2025-03-20 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
He knows. Yet, some of the words he says make her feel otherwise. But he’s right — she doesn’t know this place. Nier would know a lot more about it than she does. She sucks in a deep breath before letting it out, her breathing becoming steadier.

Kainé stiffens when his hand touches her cheek. His touch is light, far lighter than she’s used to. Then he answers. She was the opposite of what she is now. She was… his lover? She swallows hard, her eyes darting away as she becomes flustered. It stirs strange feelings inside her, ones buried deep.

Now isn’t the time to think about it. Kainé steps in front of him as she enters the building. “Privacy. Yeah.”

She forces the words out, rough and reluctant. Admitting she needs this is bad enough. She’s not about to spell it out for him.

“Look, don’t make me say if I really want to. I already said do something about it.” That’s as close to saying she wants it as they’re going to get. If he makes her say it outright, she might deck him.
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[personal profile] bennetdiction 2025-03-20 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
His hand is warm and his touch is so gentle. When he presses his lips against hers, they are soft and not demanding. It is pleasant. It is thrilling.

The situation, though, is so sudden and the need so desperate, Elizabeth tries to resist, but whatever is compelling her, Mr. Gokudera and, apparently, everyone else on the bus to crave intimacy is too strong.

She wants this man so much, it is obscene.

Elizabeth has no experience and doesn't really no what to do. She doesn't know why she kissed his jaw, something she had never considered. Now, she kisses him back with equal pressure and slowly rocks in his lap.
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so sorry for the delay

[personal profile] legsbenedict 2025-03-20 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He straightens his shoulders, shooting the Dom a smug look before turning to see who he'd dragged into this with him. His eyebrows raise and he smiles warmly, shifting so he can take her hand between his. ]

My apologies, madame. If I'd realized what beauty was behind me, I'd have paid far more attention.

[ A beautiful woman is far more deserving of his attention. ]
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[personal profile] theworldender 2025-03-20 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
He didn’t go into too much more detail, not wanting her to feel like he was placing expectations on her because of the other her. It would take time for her to get comfortable with him, if she ever did. The other her had the advantage of her memories with him that the one standing before him didn’t.

“Alright.” He said at that, giving her a faint smile as he moved towards the desk and requested a room for the week. To give her some time before she was assigned a bed in the Down. The receptionist boredly handed him a key as he reached into his back pocket pulling out his wallet and paying for it. Then he took the key and turned to Kainé.

“Come on.” He said holding up the key and started walking down the hall. When they got to the room, which was at the end he unlocked the door and opened it.

He let her go in first and then came in after her, closing and locking the door setting the key on the table. The room itself was a little gaudy, but it was definitely clean. In the middle of the room was a large bed. In the corner of the room was a little desk and chair, and on the wall was a TV. There was another door in the room that led to the bathroom. On the dresser there was a basket full of toys, lubes, oils along with a few more fetish centric items.

It didn’t faze him as much as it used to, since it was pretty standard here. “It’s not much but you’ll be a bit more comfortable here instead of sharing a room in the Down. Though it’s only a temporary measure.” He said watching her.
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[personal profile] bakudan_bambino 2025-03-20 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Hayato doesn’t want to overwhelm her further, because with how timid to this intimacy she seems, so hesitant and submissive, he wants to relieve her in gentle ways. The pleasure should spread through her, be a more comfortable urgency.

The way she rocks against him has a low man escaping into her lips as he parts them and swipes his tongue about them, not pressing but introducing a new sensation.
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ALL ABOARD

[personal profile] old_man 2025-03-20 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Jadzia pauses at the voice and her eyes sweep to where he stands. There is a moment where she waist to see if there is recognition in his expression, but she doesn't fail to note that Submissive markings. Not that it means that he hasn't returned with a new designation, but it's not entirely clear whether he recalls his previous stays here.]

About four months this time.
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[personal profile] legsbenedict 2025-03-21 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's certainly lucky that he happened upon another LIER if the leather bracelet is anything to go by- which he'll gladly trade for unwanted attention. Not that he couldn't have handled it himself, but there's not enough room and too many bystanders for him to have kicked the guy in the head like he'd deserved. The prick.

Sanji relinquishes his hold on the helpful stranger, shrugging. ]


If you don't mind. [ He takes the unoccupied seat, stretching his legs out and crossing them at the ankle. ]

Thanks for that, by the way. I could have kicked his ass if it weren't quite so crowded.

[ He holds out his hand. ] Sanji.